Many are the hurting hearts
Of those we meet each day
Rarely understanding all of the pain that comes their way
Secretly with smiles on their face
They cover up the pain
While grateful for those in their lives
Who remind them of what remains
Great is the day when they will never hurt again
Great is the promise of victory in the end
Great is the joy they'll feel when all of heaven sings
In marvel of the day when they receive their wings
Many are the memories we share
When Death has come our way
Constantly thinking 'bout all the things
That we'd like to do and say
Yet comforted in knowing all
Of the memories that were made
And the joy and peace that seems to come
Knowing the angels called their name
Great is the day when they will never hurt again
Great is the promise of victory in the end
Great is the joy they'll feel when all of heaven sings
In marvel of the day when they receive their wings
Weaping is sure to endure
All through the night
Yet why do I count each minute
As though there is no end in sight
But your promises ring loud
As though to point the way
Towards a Joy I know will come
Revealing a Greater day
Great is the day when they will never hurt again
Great is the promise of victory in the end
Great is the joy they'll feel when all of heaven sings
In marvel of the day when they receive their wings